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Opal wasted no time getting down to business. Within five seconds of her door being shut behind them, Opal had dropped to her knees and was unzipping Cactus Jim's dusty, well worn pants. He was so baffled by this strange girl...a girl with no reservations...no formalities...and apparently no sense of morals...plus, money was not needed to get some...he liked that. He liked that a lot.
Jim would be getting exactly what he wanted...free p***y.
Taking his c**k in her mouth, Opal knew she needed to get Cactus to let down his guard...and this was the best way to make that happen. Oh, and for those of you keeping track, ol' Cactus Jim was far less than twenty inches...he was in the five or six range...but that can be our little secret.
She sucked...licked...teased...it was heavenly torture
